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curves, lit perfectly by the moon and
candles, allowing his fingers to dip into the crevices of her hip
bones. She felt his body pressing against her from behind. His
hands crossed her belly and slid toward her “V”, parting just shy
of touching her wetness. He slowly made his way down her taut
thighs, encircling before trailing back up. He was inspecting her
with his hands, silently digesting his dessert. The rough hands
drew back on her hips as they made their way to her naked ass. She
felt him pulling, parting her cheeks, and turning them up to expose
her hidden hole. She relished the wonderful vulnerability.
    He continued, his fingers tracing the tops of
her cheeks as his tongue licked lightly in her deep lumbar crease.
Trembling, she accepted everything, as she felt his chest against
her ass, his weight parting her as he lingered on her back. He
didn’t say a word.
    For minutes, which seemed like hours, he left
her hanging in silence. She could feel his presence, but he didn’t
move or speak. She hoped he enjoyed her torment, the thought pushed
her deeper. Then she heard a familiar wind followed by the soft
dance of suede on her bare thighs. Contact at last!
    The soft suede falls splayed across her ass,
then her back, warming the long cold skin. She enjoyed the
sweetness of the warm up, something she wasn’t accustomed to. Each
time the lashes fell she released some pain with a breath. He was
playing nicely, Derrick nice, she knew this game. He’d never hurt
her, but was always a welcome massage on her skin. If it were after
Markus it was always a welcome reprieve but before him, without
him, it was just nice .
    As the soft hide brought her to glow she
heard the tell-tale hiss of a cane cutting through the nighttime
sky. Before she had time to analyze, it made contact, solidly
across both cheeks. She giggled inside. He’s so safe . He’d
never played roughly with Lucy and definitely not with her. He was
sure to keep things balanced, rubbing and working up to ensure
little bruising would occur. It’s a start . She thought with
a sigh. Almost as if on cue, the cane began to bounce back and
forth between her calves, she even bounced onto her toes. She was
proud of him for taking that opportunity to get the bare soles of
her feet.
    She couldn’t seem to let go. She’d thought
she could, but he was just so predictable. Thankfully, he rocks
at sex! She could look forward to the next course. She resigned
herself to make it through the light play with the obvious toys
from Derrick’s bag of tricks. He was still going to fuck her hard,
mean and selfishly. Just then, she remembered, he’d never actually
answered her question. Does he enjoy hurting a girl with his big
cock? She was pulled instantly to attention.
    “So, do you think she’s warmed up enough?”
Derrick asked. Who is he talking to?
    “ What do you think Kitten? Are you warmed
up enough? Are you about to start pouting like a brat? Or did I
teach you better than that?”
    It was Markus’ voice! She couldn’t
believe her ears. No way!
     
     
     

    CHAPTER NINE

    She began to speak and a calloused hand
clamped down on her mouth. “Shhh…Cali.” Derrick whispered. She
nodded, wanting to lose herself in the dream, now, more than
ever.
    “I think she’s plenty warm.” Derrick said.
His big hand rubbed her tight ass deeply.
    “ I’m sure you’ve missed me Kitten.” Markus’ voice said. The words were followed by the bite of his
hard, leather flogger. The stinging of its bite came repeatedly
across her ass and legs. They were instantly on fire. The hand
behind the lashes was heavier. The barrage of licks, in such quick,
unrepentant succession was unmistakably Markus. She must be in
Heaven, how else could she be visited by an angel?
    “Such beautiful designs form on her skin.”
Derrick said admiring the raising, red welts beginning to appear on
her flesh, tracing them with his finger.
    “ Oh, we’re only getting started. She is
capable of so